1. Sexy Shopping


    Date: 10/6/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: BishBosh03, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    smiled rather more her beautifully straight, perfectly white teeth dazzling me, ‘and possibly ever the most beautiful I have ever seen, anywhere.’ She reached forward and touched my arm lightly, ‘you are just being far too kind. I am really quite ordinary.’ ‘My dear’ I said in a mock authoritarian way so she would be sure I wasn’t being ‘sexist’ (heaven forbid I would be thought of as not PC), ‘I have been around an awfully long time now and I can assure you I do like looking at all the pretty girls,’ I rolled my eyes and raised my eyebrows in what I hoped was a comedic way, ‘and I can assure you, I can absolutely, 100% assure you, I am an expert on such matters and you are amongst the finest I have ever seen. If I was thirty years younger I would be chasing you round the aisles right now.’ She laughed and touched my arm again, I thought maybe I am in with a chance after all, one more touch and I would attempt to go a bit further.... ‘I suspect that if you would have chased me, I would have run slowly to make sure you caught me.’ Ooh, this was an unexpected turn. Was it just humouring me flirtation or was it an invitation to open negotiation for the next step. ‘I am not quite so fast nowadays as I was then, if I decided to chase you now, you would have to walk quite slowly to let me catch up.’ And she touched my arm again and whispered, ‘we are standing still, you have already caught me,’ and winked playfully. Well, well, well. This was surely an invitation, or was I being ...
    foolish? Only one way to find out... I laid my cards on the table and told her I was a simple man and couldn’t always follow women’s logic, I said that I had been bored at work and decided to take the afternoon off and if she liked we could have tea together that very afternoon, perhaps at her place and if I was overstepping the mark..... I held out my hand.... she could slap my wrist and walk away and I would just have to dream about what might have been. ‘You’re sweet, tea at my place sounds, enchanting; shall we buy scones and cream?’ The day was not turning out as I expected, it was certainly likely to be rather more exciting than buying groceries! So we got the tea time treats and went to her place and had tea and scones and then things took a turn for the more interesting. There was an embarrassed silence and I thought I ought to make the first move and suggested we dance. ‘There’s no music’ she said, so I hummed a tune and stood and held my hand out for her to join me. She took my hand gingerly and I put my arms round her and held her close and we shuffled a silly nervous dance as I hummed. Well, nothing ventured and all that, I risked a light kiss on her neck and she purred. I kissed her ear and she purred some more. I put my hands on her bum and she giggled, ‘you are a fast worker.’ To which I rather pithily replied, ‘at my age you have to move quickly because the moment may pass before you able to move again.’ or some such rubbish like that. She chastised me for ...
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